Sloan, that doesn't sound like whining to me. People with bipolar, and those who love them and are affected by them, are dealt a difficult hand. It's in the males in my family. My ex-husband also suffers from it, taking refuge in pills and booze. That's why he's my ex.
You need hugs
, so I've sent the best I can do so remotely. You have my sympathy and compassion. Hang in there. I dearly hope your nephew gets the help he needs and can stop, or control, the self-medicating. Although, of course, the biggest addiction problems in our Western world are the abuse of prescription, not street, drugs.
Vickie, I don't mind the spiffing part. I even like it. I went shopping today and found a bargain on a chenille blanket that will serve as a bedspread. It was $80, marked down to $30. I found a nice throw to go with it, and the bed is done! We have a spread but it is so dark that it dominates the room. The new color is ivory, so all looks bright and clean.
But, the painting...well, I'm tired, and tired of it. I had a bit of a meltdown this morning, after waking up at 4AM, and not being able to get back to sleep. DH did the right thing and painted the last wall for me. SO, the painting is finished for me except for 6 feet of baseboard, which I'm doing as soon as I sign off!!!
DH still has a ceiling to do, but that won't take too long.
Yes, maybe Sandra will brag a bit when she gets home, which should be soon.
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